After nearly a minute, Tang Beibei suddenly turned his head, "You really forgot, how did I know Lan'er?"

"How do you know?" I said softer and softer. Her words woke up from the dream. I stood up and kept rummaging into the pocket of my shirt, trying to find something from it, but after rummaging for a long time, I found that my pocket was empty.

I have already recalled that she had seen a photo of Wang Wei holding Lan'er in his arms. Since I have devoted all my energy to it during this period, I have devoted myself to it. I have ignored this fact. But now, the photo is gone.

I didn't give up and continued to search for every pocket.

"Here, they are all watching you." Tang Beibei lightly pointed her forehead, reminding me that my current state is a bit funny.

I looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, several foreign nurses were looking at me curiously. I had just jumped away like an electric shock, and then kept patting my body and attracted their gaze.

"!"

I said hello awkwardly and sat down peacefully.

As soon as he sat down, Tang Beibei asked curiously: "What are you doing just now?"

I carefully looked at her face from top to bottom, and it seemed that I had understood the taste. "Ahem, Beibei, did you find anything when you packed my clothes?"

"What?"

"For example, a photo?"

As a result, Tang Beibei shook her head in confusion: "No, I washed three suits after I came back, but there were no photos of what you said."

"Where did you go?" I murmured quietly, rummaging through my pocket again.

I searched for nearly five minutes and the result was just as disappointing.

I looked at Tang Beibei's side face. She was staring at the door of the operating room at this moment, hesitating for a moment and asked her again, because I could be sure that the photo was carried on her and not stored elsewhere. Moreover, during this period, she was the only way to do my clothes for me, so finding a breakthrough from her is the only way.

Tang Beibei shook her head and comforted me: "It's okay, it's just a photo. They're good enough. If you really want it, you can ask her to take another fax."

I didn't make a sound, but I kept thinking about the details of my recent change of clothes. It seemed that I really didn't have any memories of the photos.

The bells outside the street rang. It was twelve o'clock in New York time, and it had been three hours since Tang Mulan entered the operating room, but there was still no news until now.

Tang Beibei was also unprecedentedly nervous. The hand I was pinching was rubbing constantly. The chatting before made her relax, but the bell sounded wiped out all my efforts.

I held her hands tighter and said in her ear: "I still remember the day my mother fainted, she woke up and told me a story. The Trojan Massacre City. Although it was a myth, it told us a truth. Do you know what my mother said that day?" Wu Yufeng did not explain that this could not be said. I planned to persuade Tang Beibei from this perspective to see if it was effective.

"What did you say?" Tang Beibei asked anxiously. Wu Yufeng talked to me several times. She wanted to know what we all talked about. If possible, she wanted to know everything.

"She said that not everyone can leave their reputation for eternity. Once a person dies, he will be forgotten by the world in ten or a hundred years. But she has you and Tang Lin, even if no one can remember her, at least you will not forget you. She said that you are the continuation of her life. So she has taken these lightly."

"You must have made it up by yourself!" Tom Beibei stuffed his ears, "If you don't listen, if you don't listen!"

I stressed: "It was definitely not what I made up."

"It's you who made it up." Tang Beibei insisted, "Mom loves me so much and loves her younger brother, so she won't have such an idea." Because such thoughts can easily reduce people's desire to survive.

I had no choice but to spread my hands on the street. She was so sure, what else could I say?

Tang Beibei said: "Luo Yang, I know you want to persuade me. I have seen your eloquence, but you can't lie. You don't know yet. During the Chinese New Year, my mother also made a statement to me and took care of me for many years!"

Speaking of many years, Tom Bebe's expression was naive like a child.

I took her over and said, "Oh, you have become smart now. I can't even cheat on you."

Quiet, quiet enough to hear the other person's heartbeat.

Half an hour passed, and the operating room door suddenly opened. Tang Beibei raised her head and rushed over with Wan'er in her arms.

Dr. Femont's face was a little tired. He was wiping sweat with a towel, and Tang Beibei swallowed and asked about the situation.

Dr. Femont looked at Tang Beibei, then looked at me, and finally looked at Wan'er intimately, "The resection surgery is very successful, but the patient still needs to be hospitalized to observe whether the proliferation of cancer cells has been inhibited, and only after it is confirmed to be inhibited can he be discharged."

"Thank you, Dr. Femont!" Tang Beibei swallowed and bowed, "Thank you."

I was on the side of her. Although she was swallowing even more, her frowning brows had already stretched. When she learned that the operation was successful, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Dr. Femont handed the towel to the nurse and said to Tom Bebe: "Don't thank you first, this is the doctor's duty. I still say the same thing. Resection surgery is not the key, the key is later chemotherapy treatment. That is the key to killing cancer cells. The same cost is even higher. Have you made an appointment for treatment?"

"Appointment has been made." Tom Bebe nodded affirmatively.

Wu Yufeng was transferred to the sterile surveillance room. We were not allowed to get close to us. We could only stand outside the window and watch from a distance. After the removal surgery, her face turned particularly pale.

Tang Beibei wiped the corners of her eyes, but she didn't disappoint her, but she couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw the pale face.

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Wan'er's eyes were wide open and her hands were waving, as if she was saying hello to Wu Yufeng. After all, apart from us, Wu Yufeng had to spend a long time with her. When Tang Beibei taught the interest class, Wu Yufeng took Wan'er all day long.

I patted Tang Beibei on the shoulder, "Didn't this stand up? Be happy."

We stayed outside the custody room until the evening, but we still had not waited for the ward to open, so we had to go back temporarily and come back to visit us tomorrow.

The most expensive one in my impression is the intensive care unit, but this sterile surveillance unit made me understand one thing: there is no most expensive, only more expensive.

I couldn't wait to turn on the computer when I went to the hotel. The news of public opinion was clicked countless times, but Meisi still did not respond. This time Meisi's actions opened my eyes and were really calm. The public opinion wind was blowing to this level, and there was no reaction at all.
Chapter completed!